Leaving Notice

We’re all sick with our own intentions
But we’re spoon fed and without directions
The ambition is gone and we’re all moving on too soon
Brain washed to fit in with what we don’t want
Because it’s too much to try
Complain all the while, believe in the lie
Because you’re selling yourself short
Blind to your way out, you didn’t even notice
Incapable and now, well, I still think we’re all to blame
‘Cause we’re all the same, and you know this
So here’s my leaving notice
But the vices in your head are designed in your own bed
And reflected in the window pane you tried to hide behind again
So blame it on all of the things
That contradict and cut your means
And justify a way to be the way you are continually
So here’s my leaving notice
Blind to your way out, you didn’t even notice
Incapable and now, well I still think we’re all to blame
‘Cause we’re all the same, and you know this
So here’s my leaving notice
We’re all sick with our own intentions
But we’re spoon fed and without directions
The ambition is gone and we’re all moving on too soon
We’re moving on and out again
We traded time for «could have been»
So write it off and call it hopeless
I’m handing in my leaving notice
We’re moving on and out again
We traded time for «could have been»
So write it off and call it hopeless
I’m handing in my leaving notice
We’re moving on and out again
We traded time for «could have been»
So write it off and call it hopeless
I’m handing in my leaving notice
(We're moving on and out again, we’re moving on and-)
We’re spoon fed, we’re brain dead